..the kind of woman who inspires men to create monuments to your honor...the kind of woman who makes my dick hard, just thinking about you.Drive – b... the Cars, is echoing throughout the club as I allow my eyes to meander from your frame for just a moment. I also notice forty other scantily clad women, mesmerizing their friends and clients – soaking up adulation and lust, taking us all on vacation with them...My eyes are still trying to acclimate to the darkness, as I'm fresh off the street and. She got the impression he might be enjoying looking at her rear while she made his sandwich, but what made him different from the hundred other check-outs she got every day was that he wasn’t obvious about his drooling or made any smart “wouldn’t mind some of that on a bun” comments. She liked catching his eye, smiling in unison with him and sharing that small moment every day. She got her own back sometimes when she watched him walk out of the deli, enjoying the sight of his own tight ass. He had emptied his balls deep into me, with my face now resting on the sheets on my arms and knees I looked back towards my hanging cock. I could feel the semen just deposited in me dripping down my testicles onto the sheets beneath me. I wasn't sure what Carol had planned for the next, my face was turned away from the side of the bed I knew she was standing so when she said to me "All right bitch, quit looking at your little cock and look what I have for you!" I turned my head to face her and. “Mine is close to nine inches and very thick too,” I quipped throwing all cautions to the wind. Now, I can’t be blamed for having replied like this after she dared to provoke me like that.“You must be telling some lie,” She looked at me with disapproval. I looked up with fury as it was already enough provocation for me. My fingers undid my boxers in a flash letting my dick to hang in the air as though a canon was raring to fire. Her eyes were lit with amazement immediately upon seeing my little.